Alright ThinkStory,
I hope you don’t mind me posting the entire script. It’s orignally intended for a “2 minute short film” contest here at CGtalk, but unfortunately I seem to be the only one showing interest. Therefore, I will do the best I can regardless of the deadline. I’d prefer to grow creatively opposed to snaking shortcuts to win a contest… Nonetheless, the contest’s topic was “cute girl”.
Hope you like it, and please keep up what you’ve been doing (rip it apart)!
Synopsis:
[left] In the nearby future, a robot designed to feel emotion has lost his human companion, owner and lover. Struck by loneliness, the robot created his own reality of desolation. Sinking lower into depression, he finds a picture of his previous owner which sends him into an out of control spiral of obsession. Thinking he's solved his problem by building an equivalent lover, his inner and outter worlds grow darker as his creation falls apart in his hands. Looking for a fix, he becomes haunted by her. Fueled by his obsession, the hauntings lead to his demise.
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[left]EXT: VIEW OF A USER MANUAL ON A ROCK
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[left]The world is barren, desert like. The sky is overcast and an unsettling storm is present. The wind blows pages of a tattered user’s manual. The first couple pages reveal the credits, film title then product information regarding a ROBOT (seen in background on a cliff). Detailed diagrams and feature lists outline the robot’s design as a companion to humans. Included, a warning that, in rare cases, desolation mode autostarts after prolonged periods of isolation. Tucked in the back of the instruction book, a half torn picture of a girl with a metal arm around her neck. The wind takes it up…
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[left]EXT: VANTAGE POINT OVERLOOKING A DESTROYED CIVILIZATION -- DAWN
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[left]A robot sits on a rusted sheet metal bench near a cliff edge. He scans the barren landscape only to sight structural rubble, human remains and antique robots below a smog stricken atmosphere.
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[left]A gust of wind blows a piece of paper by his foot. He flips it over revealing a half ripped picture of a girl with a metal arm around her neck. It is the robot’s arm around his previous owner.
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[left]Taking his time, he looks at it attentively. Clutching the photograph, he heads down from the cliff embarking on the path back to his home.
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[left]EXT: SCRAPLANDS OUTSIDE HIS HABITAT -- AFTERNOON
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[left]At the base of the path leading up to the cliff, rubble extrudes from the ground. The scraplands consist of pieces of debris scattered with paths intertwining between structural skeletons. Referencing the torn picture, the robot hunts and gathers pieces of left over scrap metal that have the potential to be metal body parts.
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[left] INT: LIVING QUARTERS, WORKBENCH -- AFTERNOON
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[left]The robot enters his workshop area and drops his findings on his workbench. Referencing the photograph, the robot assembles his scrap metal findings to loosely resemble the girl in his photo.
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[left]EXT: VANTAGE POINT OF SURROUNDING AREA - AFTERNOON
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[left]Timelapse: The sun sets and dawn approaches (overcast).
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[left]EXT: OUTSIDE HIS HABITAT -- MORNING
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[left]With the photo still clutched in his hand, the robot continues to scour the landscape looking for more parts.
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[left]INT: LIVING QUARTERS, WORKBENCH -- DUSK
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[left]The robot is applying the final touches to his creation. He steps back as he compares his creation to the found photograph. A cobbled together, metal monstrosity sits before him.
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[left]A rusted paint can rests tilted upon a neck. With coils halfheartedly glued to the top and two makeshift eyeballs dangling, the can stares lifelessly into nothingness.
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[left]On his work bench, beside left over scavenged parts, the robot leaves the found photo on his workbench. The robot picks up his creation and carries her out the door. A warm sunset fills his home as the robot's silhouette blocks the sun casting a shadow in his home.
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[left] EXT: PATH TO LOOKOUT - DUSK
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[left]The robot carries his creation up the path towards the cliff side. As he gets closer, the landscape becomes less barren. Sprouts of grass appear as the thickness of the overcast smog lightens. Even birds are chirping. He sets his creation down on the lookout’s bench and joins her. The sun shines its warmth illuminating their faces. As the sun rests upon the horizon, he puts his arm around his creation and slowly leans his head against her paint can. The small force of the impact knocks his creation’s head off. The paint can head hits the ground lying face up in the grass behind the bench. The robot, looking over his shoulder, makes eye contact. His eyes twitch.
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[left]EXT: LUSH ENVIRONMENT LOOKOUT - AFTERNOON
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[left](This is a flashback. Note: the environment has changed from desolate to lush)
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[left]The robot runs to save the cute girl as she's leaning over the edge of a cliff, clutching a brass railing, she lets go. The robot reaches to grab her as she plummets. She turns face up while falling. Their eyes meet as she continues to her immediate demise.
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[left]EXT: BARREN ENVIRONMENT LOOKOUT - AFTERNOON
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[left]Snapping back to reality, the robot continues to stare into the eyes of the paint can. The paint can is now resting upon dried up dirt. The robot regains focus. Furiously, the robot grabs her head, jams it back on and holds her up by the shoulders. He looks directly at her, her head lifelessly flops over, revealing a vista from the cliff, with the usual overcast clouds. He shakes her shoulders in frustration. Dropping her (off camera), the robot starts walking towards the path. The sun fully sets above the clouds and darkness fills his world. Any trace of nature is gone - no grass and the sky is overcast again.
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[left]EXT: THE SCRAPLANDS - EVENING
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[left]The robot with a lantern enters the nearby area of scrap metal and rubble. Closely investigating different bits and parts, the robot ventures deeper as he frustratingly looks for a specific part.
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[left]EXT: VANTAGE POINT OF SURROUNDING AREA - EVENING
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[left]Timelapse: The moon sets and dawn approaches.
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[left]EXT: THE SCRAPLANDS - DAWN
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[left]Still looking, the robot finally finds a brace which would fit his creation’s neck. He turns around and walks back towards the lookout’s path. The robot sees a girl’s shadow casted by the morning’s sun. Excitingly, he looks up to greet her. It’s not her it’s just a stacked pile of rubble with a similar silhouette. The robot continues towards the lookout.
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[left]Behind two pieces of rubble, the girl darts across. The robot jumps as he looks over focusing in; nothing is there. (Small instances of nature are scattered throughout: grass, small plants, birds, sunlight etc)
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[left]Continuing towards the lookout, the robot notices her off in the distance. The girl is standing on top of an extruded piece of metal looking down towards the robot. They look at each other. The girl walks off the scrap metal, out of sight, towards the base of the extrusion. The robot continues heading towards her and the path to the lookout.
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[left]The girl's appearances haunt the robot as they become more frequent. He gets worried as he's unsure what is happening.
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[left]EXT: PATH TO LOOK OUT - DAWN
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[left]The robot pushes forward despite his sightings of the girl. Relieved, the robot makes it to the lookout.
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[left]EXT: THE LOOKOUT - DAWN
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[left]The robot stops to observe the girl standing on the edge of partly barren cliff. She starts to lean forward. He drops the neck brace. It hits the dry dirt (slow motion) and springs open. He darts to save her.
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[left]Losing his balance as he reaches to grab her, they both plummet.
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[left]EXT: BASE OF CLIFF - DAWN
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[left]A cloud of dust clears from the impact of their bodies hitting the dry landscape below. Lying beside the robot, the girl is dead. The robot rotates his head to look at her. He smiles. He slowly clutches her hand as his remaining energy drains.
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[left][color=Silver]As the lights in his eyes go out preserving the smile on his metal face, the barren landscape is revealed as a lush, vibrant environment. A robot lays in the grass, at the base of a cliff beside his scrap metal creation.
[/color]Thanks for reading!
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